FREEING A POEM
Scraping what dwells in the bottom
of the bowl as it burbles, bubbles, babbles,
prattles and speaks in tongues
is a task only the Witness of the
Waking State can calmly oversee,
a scramble of them all, but on the
bottom of the bottom is fear.
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Witness of the Waking State .. this is an intriguing psychological interpretation of the illustration, if that was your intention here. (I am uncertain because you have not referenced the artwork.)
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I did not consciously use the prompt art, but who knows? Thanks for he question.
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Loved this poem Nan.
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Thanks and hello again, Petru!
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I can see so much of a fight between good and evil in the picture… we need to have courage.
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